| I'm not running away | |
| I'm running to | |
| Corruption of the spirit isn't in it | |
| For a good looking man about town | |
| Are you afraid of someone alive? | |
| Are you feeling heartbroken | |
| Because you'll never be mistaken for a | |
| Good looking man about town? | |
| You got your degree then you flew to | |
| MarsBut you still feel wretched 'cause | |
| You'll never be naked with a | |
| Good looking man about town | |
| Are you afraid of someone alive? | |
| Are you scared to death | |
| Of even looking at the flesh of a | |
| Good looking man about town? | |
| Hear the gang say | |
| Marry me, marry me | |
| On the midnight street | |
| No moon and no stars | |
| No one around to calm you down | |
| And to soften the stings to my heart | |
| The dream is sand in my hands | |
| The dream becomes sand in my hands |